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Operation SPA By Feral Sephrian Oak had been waiting all week to pamper his husband. Poor Colin was at the end of his rope and hanging on by a thread. One little clog in the circulation of the storage freezer had thrown everything into chaos, thawing out hundreds of pounds of fish by the time anyone noticed and costing their distribution company more money than Colin liked to talk about, even when he came home to vent all his woes to Oak. Fortunately, Colin was a capable and competent manager who had worked nearly seventy hours that week getting everything back on track with phone calls to repair companies and insurance agents, all while putting on a confident face around his employees to help them get through this. When Colin wasn’t at work though, he was a wreck. Oak would get up in t